Extraordinary Ordinary

In desperate need of a haircut, I went to my local barbershop. When I hear the word haircut my mind conjectures waiting to get seated, waiting to get your haircut, waiting for the barber to cash the bill, then waiting in the car to get home. The word haircut reminds me of waiting (if you catch my drift). This haircut trip I experienced today I viewed with a different and extravagant perspective. I acted as if I never once walked in or heard of a barber shop.

While I was waiting I didn't muse about doing something else instead, I anticipated letting someone cut my hair to look like a rock star, soldier, or a lame five year old boy with a mushroom cut. This anticipation kept my mind off of the old man in front of me who barley had any hair. (So why was he even at the barber shop!!!!) My mind was set on the surprise of what my hair would look like. But once I got in the "hot seat" (in quotations because I got the saying from "who want to be a millionare") I told the the barber to simply trim my hair and keep it thick on top. He replied, "If I trim the side of your hair it will become to curly." I answered back, "Use your best judgement." So he went about cutting my hair and I acted like I never got a haircut. Strangely enough, I enjoyed it. It felt like I was getting a massage on my head. When the buzzer was rubbing against my head up, over, and around it induced the massage feeling that made my body relax and loose tension. Once he reached my ears with the scissors I got nervous because I acted like I never got a haircut before. My ears felt vulnerable, but thankfully he pushed them aside. After my ears he went down to my sideburns. Not much was there for him to cut, just peach fuzz. He rolled the buzzer up and down my cheek and each time he did that I felt a tingle in my thighs and it eased its way toward my feet. It seemed eons passed when I was in the barber shop, but actually only 20 minutes elapsed. My new hairstyle going from long, beatle type hair became more of a lame five year old with a mushroom-shaped haircut. This new perspective made me appreciate and engage with enjoying a simple chore being a haircut. Enjoy life while you still can before it's too late!